The young master screamed in pain. He never thought that Philip would attack him.
The people with him were not strong, so they quickly backed away upon seeing this. Philip kicked him away and
threw his torn arm back to him.
"You actually wanted me to break your arm. This is the first time I've heard such a strange request."
While speaking, Philip waved his hands helplessly.
The young master's face and body were drenched in a cold sweat, and blood was still gushing out from his severed
arm.
"I asked you to break an arm, but you actually..."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had not finished speaking when he saw Philip's cold gaze, and his expression changed drastically. Those eyes
were simply chilling to the bone.
He dared not take another look. The few people around him picked up the young master's arm and returned to his
side.
Philip and Raven went to look for a hotel.
Although it was called a hotel, due to the limited modern technology in the Beelzebub royal family, this hotel was
also extremely basic.
However, Philip's expectations for his surroundings had never been high, so he just left some star dollars at the
front desk and took Raven to the room they had just paid for.
In the room, Raven frowned and asked Philip, "Among those people just now, how many are from the Killer
Regime?"
Philip smiled and gestured with his hand.
Raven was dumbfounded for a moment because Philip signaled three. "Why didn't they just take you down?"
Philip said calmly, "They weren't sure about it. Messing with me this time was just a test. I think they're waiting for
someone who can go up against me."
Raven noticed some problems too. Logically speaking, they had just entered this city. Even if there were young
masters who were reckless and unrestrained, it was too much of a coincidence to pick on them.
Neither Philip nor Raven was so conspicuous that others would notice them.
Philip sat cross-legged on the bed in meditation.
Raven asked, "Since you know they've planned the next step, why are you sitting here waiting to die?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWithout even opening his eyes, Philip asked, "Have you noticed anything different about this hotel we're staying in?"
Of course, Raven knew that Philip was not referring to the hotel's environment.
He carefully recalled the expressions and movements of the receptionist when they first came in.
When the man saw Philip, he tensed almost subconsciously and kept looking at one spot.
"Are you saying there's something wrong with the front desk?"
Philip opened his eyes and said, "You're only half right. If you had observed carefully, you would've found several
people hidden in the spot where the receptionist kept looking at. They should all be from the Killer Regime."
Raven only felt that Philip was becoming more and more mysterious at this time.